"The first round of competition is over, the winners are..."
On the high platform, the second-level alchemist from Yaowang Peak read out the results of the first round of the alchemy competition.
There were more than 20 people standing below. All of them were genius alchemists who had emerged from the alchemists of the same level. They were the best among the first-grade alchemists and were expected to join Medicine King City. Most of them were in the late stage of Qi Refining, and occasionally there were a few who were in the perfect stage of Qi Refining. As alchemists, these people did not lack cultivation resources, but most of their alchemist realms were raised for alchemy, and they were far weaker than the cultivators of the same level in terms of fighting.
“There are so many alchemists.”
The two young men from the Qionghua Sect who had greeted Chen Luo before were mixed in the crowd, looking at the group of alchemists on the stage with envy on their faces.
"If I had a fire spirit root, I could definitely become an alchemist."
Wan He beside him said unwillingly that when he first started cultivating immortality, he had also fantasized about becoming an alchemist. Unfortunately, reality was not like a dream, and his spiritual root qualification had blocked him.
"Having spiritual roots does not necessarily make one an alchemist. In addition to spiritual root qualifications, a true alchemist must also be sensitive enough to the pharmacological properties. Otherwise, even if one has the qualifications to make an alchemy pill, he or she will not be able to make a complete pill. At most, he or she can only make a pile of medicinal residue."
The person in front heard Wanhe's words and turned back to attack him with disdain.
What Yaowang City lacks the least is knowledge of alchemy.
People who hang around in Yaowang City have all been exposed to some relevant knowledge. You may not be able to ask them to make pills by themselves, but if you ask them about the tricks of making pills, every one of them can talk for half a day.
"How do you know I can't?"
Wan He was immediately unhappy. He was a talented disciple of the Qionghua School. His practice had been smooth sailing until now. He had never suffered such a blow.
"If you can do it, then go ahead!"
"I won't go."
Wanhe argued with a group of people with a red face.
Yu Xiao, who was standing next to him, felt the communication talisman on his waist tremble. He picked it up and found an extra message on it.
'Master is coming over?'
Yu Xiao was stunned when he saw the communication mark, not understanding what was going on.
Mei family.
Wisps of spiritual energy were drawn by the technique, turning into threads and flowing into Chen Luo's body. The lights in the room flickered, and the flames of the lamp oil were emitting black smoke.
The gourd on the table shook.
The empty gourd without the elixir lost its balance and fell onto the table, rolling to the edge of the table and about to fall off.
A wisp of spiritual energy escaped and caught the tilted empty gourd.
Chen Luo, who was sitting cross-legged, still did not move. The gourd was dragged by the spiritual energy and flew to his side. Soon, the porcelain bottle on the cabinet next to him also fell over and was also caught by the spiritual energy. Then came the books, brushes, and inkstones. The things in the room seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and began to rotate around Chen Luo. The spiritual energy supported these things, like a protective qi.
Chen Luo is still practicing.
The spiritual power of the last two Guiyuan Pills was digested in his body, and the one hundred spiritual dragons of the Perfection Realm had completely disappeared, turning into a blood-colored pill shell. During the practice, the gaps on the pill shell were repaired bit by bit, and the "Jiedan Seed" surrounding it shone brightly.
Time passed, and seven days passed in a flash.
During these seven days, Chen Luo maintained this state of practice. Mei Qin came to look for him several times, but after finding that the door could not be opened, she understood that Chen Luo was practicing and did not disturb him again.
The objects rotating around him gradually slowed down, and the spiritual energy dissipating outside disappeared bit by bit.
Bang!
The inkstone fell to the ground, with a broken corner knocked out of the corner, and the black ink splashed on the ground in a radial pattern, and the spiritual power supporting it disappeared. Then it was the books and the brushes. Things fell to the ground one by one, until the last pill gourd fell, and a hand reached out to catch it.
Chen Luo opened his eyes, his spiritual power spread out, picked up the things on the ground and flew back to their original positions.
"The process of making a high-grade golden elixir has progressed one step further."
Walking to the place where the ink was spilled, Chen Luo touched it with his hand.
The radiating black ink seemed to come alive, strangely flowing backwards, condensing into a ball of ink and flying back into the air, and under Chen Luo's control, falling back into the inkstone, but the missing corner could not be restored.
"We can open another furnace."
After tidying up the room, Chen Luo took out the alchemy furnace from the storage bag, opened the storage bags of the Panshi Peak Master and the Xinjian Peak Master, and turned out all the spiritual materials inside. The accumulation of these two peak masters is very rich, and the foundation-building cultivators who dare to go out and venture outside are very rich. After all, they want to open a door and recruit disciples.
These people go out to seek opportunities for breakthroughs, and a small number go out for sect missions.
It is difficult to overcome the natural disaster.
Even a large sect like the Qionghua Sect could not guarantee the success rate of forming a pill. The inner demon tribulation was too mysterious, and whether one could survive it depended entirely on one's state of mind.
"The process from foundation building to Dan formation is a leap. The spiritual power of the foundation building cultivator is too complicated for the Dan formation cultivator. The residual medicinal power and the spiritual impurities absorbed by breathing in and out during the practice must be refined in this step. Burn all the complicated spiritual power, leaving the purest point, ignite the 'Dan formation seed', and the Dan formation step will be completed."
Chen Luo recalled the description of the technique in his mind.
The brains of the three Jindan-stage people also emerged. Although they did not remember the process of forming the Dan in their lifetime, their instincts were still there. Especially the brain of the Immortal Sect Master, which was very complete. Among the obsessions that Chen Luo read, there was a part about overcoming the tribulation and forming the Dan.
This experience became a reference for Chen Luo to condense the first-grade golden elixir.
The contents of the two storage bags were piled together and divided into seven small piles according to pharmacology.
Chen Luo opened the alchemy furnace next to him, and the spiritual fire flew out of his hand and fell under the furnace. The medicinal fragrance dissipated as the furnace was preheated. Elder An's furnace was indeed effective in refining pills. Even now, when he thinks back on it, he can't help but thank Brother An for his support for his path to immortality.
Bang!
The furnace cover flew up, and Chen Luo waved his sleeves and threw out the first ball of herbs, followed by the second and third balls.
This time, Chen Luo did not use the brains of Elder An and other second-level alchemists, but instead called upon the newly acquired third-level alchemist's brain.
'High fire, fast refining.'
This alchemist's habits are different from those of Elder An and his refining techniques are more relaxed. For a third-level alchemist, the second-level Guiyuan Pill is not difficult at all.
Chen Luo himself possesses the strength of a second-level alchemist. After a brief period of adaptation, he quickly became familiar with the habits of this brain.
The herbs were put into the furnace one by one, and soon the spiritual power inside was kneaded together, and a new furnace of Guiyuan Pills was refined. There were twelve pills in one furnace, all of which were top-grade spiritual pills.
Chen Luo reached out and took out the pills, and poured them into the empty gourd. He kept the last one in his palm, and the warm touch came back from his palm.
"The same spiritual materials can produce pills with such different effects."
The surface of the pill is dark red, with dark red liquid flowing inside. There are also three cloud-like traces on the surface. This is a top-grade Guiyuan Pill with three cloud-like traces.
Chen Luo opened his mouth and swallowed the new Guiyuan Pill.
The pill was like a living thing, melting in the mouth, turning into a dark red liquid that merged into the body. The burning energy spread all the way to the stomach, and all the internal organs were ignited by the power of the pill. The foundation-building spiritual body emerged, and spiritual power began to overflow.
call!
He exhaled a ball of green spiritual energy, and the spiritual wind that had calmed down in the room reappeared, forming a new circle along with his breathing.
The medicinal power of this newly refined pill exceeds the total spiritual power of the previous two pills, and the medicinal power is utilized to the extreme.
The elixir wall formed by the solidified spiritual dragon surged again, and the gap that was not perceived before was further compacted. In his mind, part of the "Heart Demon Golden Pill" technique extracted from the mummy's brain began to operate automatically, and the power of the heart demon appeared again in Chen Luo's eyes.
Looking over there, the world was grey.
The material things such as the house and the stone walls disappeared, leaving only the walking human-shaped flames. These flames were large and small, and a piece of information could be read with a slight touch.
"I don't know where Grandpa Chen came from, but he must be a very important person to be treated so seriously by my grandmother. I wish I could become his disciple. Then I can become the heir of the Mei family and suppress Mei Xu and Mei Ji."
In the nearest room, Chen Luo touched a flame and read a piece of information.
He is Mei Qin’s junior.
Chen Luo understood the identity of this "fire". His desire to become a disciple was not a demon in his heart, but this young man from the Mei family wanted fame and fortune. In this way, his desire was magnified into a demon in his heart. Chen Luo saw it clearly in the vision of the Demonic Heart Art.
Passing by the ball of fire, Chen Luo looked at another larger human-shaped flame.
"Brother Chen's strength is unfathomable. He may be able to form a pill in the future. If I can become a Taoist partner with him, my status in the sect will definitely rise, and the Mei family will be able to make further progress."
Chen Luo didn't look closely, but glanced outside after passing the flames.
"I made a lot of money today. I added so much water to the wine, but that idiot didn't even taste it, so I got three taels of silver for nothing."
"Medicine King City is nothing special. They were not able to identify my Blood Devil Alchemy Technique and certified me as a first-class alchemist."
Dark thoughts flashed through my mind one after another.
Here Chen Luo saw all kinds of life and the darkness hidden behind the open smiles. And these darknesses are the breeding ground for inner demons.
Chen Luo flew silently, continuously extracting the inner demons from these human-shaped flames.
Strands of energy merged into his body. In this process, the blood-colored fake pill in Chen Luo's body was purified step by step. In the end, the uneven surface of the pill wall became smoother and smoother. The "pill seed" in the center also began to emit light, spreading out blood-colored meridians like a neural network, connecting to the blood-colored pill wall. (End of this chapter)
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